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Auriya

Pain.

That’s all I felt in the machine. Pain beyond compare as my abused body cried out for mercy. The machine couldn’t even make me feel pleasure, only agony as it thrust the massive metal rods into my holes. Rods far too large for a human woman, but somehow managing to fit in me anyway. I could feel them hitting my cervix, and just as I was getting used to them, I was electrocuted again. The hooks conducted lightning straight to my breasts, and I finally broke.

“Aaaah!” I screamed out loud, closing my eyes as I convulsed in the throes of pain. I heard someone gasp somewhere, probably Amaya, and I heard Raven shushing her. Hot tears streamed down my face, the knowledge that my friends saw me crying adding to the humiliation. My wails were haunting, and I knew it took Amaya every ounce of willpower to hold herself back from rescuing me.

“Now that’s a pretty sound, don’t you think ladies?” A deep voice by my head spoke. Then I felt a sharp impact on my stomach, pushing all the air out of me, so all I could do was gasp for breath. My tits burned from the extra strain, and I made pathetic wheezing noises as I struggled to both breathe and scream. The Prince grabbed my ample ass and squeezed, taking in my soft flesh as his contraption tortured me. The swatter hitting my clit was still going, and now that he was touching me, it actually started to feel good, much to my shame.

"You can cum now, slut," He whispered in my ear, and despite my revulsion, I orgasmed. Loudly. I cried out in pleasure, and sagged, my muscles relaxing even with the pain.

"How long has she been in the machine," He started, "-You, with the blonde hair, answer me."

"Little over an hour sir. We put the slut in as soon as we reached your room." I could feel Amaya's pain in her voice, but she had to keep up appearances to not provoke suspicion, or punishment from the sadistic Prince. It had really only been at most twenty minutes, but it felt like an eternity.

"Good, take her out, clean her up, and prepare her to warm my bed. Those fucking politicians have me wanting to rip their dicks off, and I need some relief."

"As you wish sir." Alari replied, and after a few seconds, the dildoes ramming into my holes finally stopped. The clit swatter slowed down until it just rested on my sore and red vulva, and the seat finally came up so my poor nipples could rest. Alari removed my restraints, and Amaya immediately helped me up, leading me to the bathroom again while I rubbed my wrists. She practically carried me, with everything below my waist being completely numb, I couldn't really walk, only shake on my feet like a newborn deer. We stumbled into the pool, and she gently lowered me into the cool water before shutting the door behind us. As soon as I heard the soft thud of the heavy wooden door shutting, I broke down. The new rods were much more painful, stretching my pussy and asshole far wider than it should even be possible. And yet they would go back to being tighter than a virgin, because that's what he liked. And for some reason, it hurt so much worse with Amaya watching me. I quietly sobbed in the soothing waters of my personal pool, while every part of my body ached from the pain. I was supposed to be the queen, the strong one, the unflinching ruler, and here I was crying from a little pain like a child. The night breeze raised goosebumps on my skin, and my tears dripped off my chin into the pool. I buried my face in my knees, curling up to hide from Amaya, to no avail. She quietly sat down next to me and held me, resting her head on mine. I leaned into her shoulder and she started rubbing my back in small circles, trying to help.

"It hurts Amaya, it hurts so fucking much." I sobbed.

"I know, my lady, I know," She whispered into my ear, her soothing voice doing more for me than any medicine. "But you'll heal, and come back stronger for it, just like every other time."

"But how many more times will I have to do this? How many more times will he throw me to his guards, a random orc, or whoever else his twisted mind thinks of? I don't think I can keep going, not like this." I wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face in her breasts, trying to at least hide my crying from the world.

"Lie down, Auriya. Let me help." She softly whispered, and I complied, painfully stretching my legs to lie down in the shallow water. She gently touched my pussy, and when I hissed in pain, withdrew her hand instantly. "My Queen, this will make you feel better." She said, and started applying a salve to my reddened skin. It felt like bliss, and after a few seconds the pain had gone down noticeably. Next she moved to my nipples which had taken quite the beating after the Prince punched me in the stomach. She rubbed the cream onto my breasts, being careful not to jostle my piercings. And like before, the pain reduced noticeably after a few seconds.

"I'm going to roll you on your side now." She said, before doing so. She gently wiped my ass with the salve, an act I would normally have found degrading, but I was too far gone in my pain to do anything but whimper as the movement jiggled my piercings and made my tits burn again. I sat up and crawled into her lap, resting my head on her soft thighs and she slowly started stroking my hair.

"You were so brave, Auriya," She started, "You survived without screaming right up to the end. I don't think any other woman could have done that. And I know you can keep going, because you are one of the strongest women I know." I sighed, and wiped my eyes, slowly regaining my composure after the painful ordeal. She kept stroking my hair, a smooth and calm motion that fed the warm feeling in my chest. I didn't want it to stop, but I knew it had to end before the Prince got too suspicious. I sat up, and she cupped my chin before planting a soft kiss on my forehead and looking at me with adoration. She brushed away a tear on my cheek and gently touched her forehead to mine. We stayed like that for a few seconds, gaining comfort from each other before I broke away. I steeled myself, closing my eyes to focus, and then affixed her with a piercing gaze.

"Where are we with Project Phoenix?" I asked.

"Most of our assets are in place, we're just waiting on King Elzaron to return to his capital in a few days. We've been turning this continent into a tinderbox, all we need is a spark."

Project Phoenix was my brainchild, the animal being my family crest and a symbol of rebirth. It was a way for me to fight back, and avenge my slain countrymen, enact vengeance for what they did to me, and win the freedom of my kingdom. I wasn't going to just lie down and let this cunt rule my kingdom, and destroy my people. The Idrisids were strong, and smart. They had to be to stay in power amidst the treacherous political battleground of their capital. But even they couldn't do anything when everything they knew and loved went up in flames. My father had taught me how to play the game, and with that knowledge, and my loyal retainers, we slowly turned everyone against the Idrisids in a web of shadows so thick, no light would ever penetrate it. Everything was in place, all I needed was a spark to set the world ablaze.

"I know just where to get one." I replied.

"And soon, you'll have your throne back, my Queen."